Wednesday, 30 March 2011

Fade.

I pick up her scarf, burying my face in it I breathe in deep-even knowing it will break me a little. I don't want to look like I've been crying when he comes home. how long will it hold her scent.not forever.not for long enough. I hold it close to my chest,not wanting to put it back down, it will grow cold. I worry the perfume I'm wearing will mingle and ruin it's magic. I don't want to let it go,go on with what I was doing...
I don't want to let her go.

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